The littles and I have been at my parent's for over a week now,
Mr. Doozie to NC to start work and all of our home goods to a storage facility.
So here we are,
in limbo....waiting for our house on base to be available.
I am blessed with sweet, kind, generous parents that have opened their home to us during this time. My crew has taken over their empty nest and they couldn't be more gracious about the invasion ;)
Yet, it's still a strange place to be;
in-between homes, back under the roof you were raised but with children of your own, routines off kilter, living out of suitcases, living in limbo.
So this is where I am, where I will be for the next few weeks. I'm trying to take advantage of the freedom of being houseless. Pool days, lazy mornings over coffee, a nursery set being sewed, I'm even reading fiction (gasp)! We are missing Mr. Doozie oh so much! But I'm hoping that when the boys look back on this summer they won't remember the displacement as much as they remember their summer vacation spent at Mimi and Papa's.